Collapse Iron: What does it mean to broaden the fate of four people in one sentence?

The messenger nodded.

"Yes, so if you want to find that cone of light, you must be guided by the Memoirs to lead your consciousness into your own consciousness space."

Then she shrugged.

"If you had the energy of destiny, you could do it yourself, but unfortunately, you don't."

This time, Lin Si understood.

He seemed to understand something as well.

Fu Li placed the light cone into his consciousness space in the hope that one day he could also have a friendly relationship with the Memoirs, right?

Since Fu Li set this restriction, it means he can't take out the light cone himself; he can probably only use it within his own consciousness space each time.

This means that each time it is used, the power of memory must be relied upon.

He shrugged.

Well, as expected of a star god, it certainly has substance.

This scheme was set up from the very beginning.

"Could you please help me, Miss Messenger?"

"Now?"

Lin Si nodded. He really wanted to verify whether Ms. Black Tower's statement was reliable.

"Give it a try!"

Chapter 441 Tell me, isn't this ridiculous?

"Relax."

The messenger's voice became softer than before, as if guiding someone entering a [unclear - possibly a specific location or event].

She stretched out her right hand, and a faint blue light emanated from her fingertips, as if she were enveloped by some kind of gentle power.

Her finger gently touched Lin Si's forehead.

"Following my guidance, a corner of memory will be unveiled."

Lin Si felt a warm sensation spreading from his forehead. He did not resist, but instead followed the guiding force and slowly closed his eyes.

The messenger's actions lasted for about ten seconds. She watched as Lin Si's expression changed from "I'm listening carefully" to a calm "I'm no longer here," and then she slowly withdrew her hand.

She shrugged.

"You are indeed extraordinary, Mr. Lin Si."

Her voice carried a subtle "I really didn't expect this" quality.

"There is some kind of force repelling my entry."

Her original plan was very simple.

By guiding Lin Si's consciousness into his own consciousness space, she herself could also follow this line into it and try to see what was hidden in that consciousness space that Fu Li had personally sealed away.

But as she tried to follow the guide line, her senses were blocked by an invisible barrier.

The barrier had a peculiar feel, like a jelly, both soft and resilient, gently bouncing back all her attempts.

Her gaze lingered on Lin Si'an's profile for a moment, then she shrugged.

Just then, Himeko walked over with the Great Monster.

A large, strange mechanical arm steadily held a tray with three steaming cups of tea on it.

Himeko glanced at Lin Si, who was sitting in a wheelchair.

His expression was serene, then he looked at the messenger.

What's wrong with him?

The messenger took the teacup from Himeko, warmed it in his hands, and then replied casually.

"They're probably asleep."

"It's okay, he'll wake up on his own when he wants to."

Himeko smiled and shook her head, not asking any further questions.

She sat down on the sofa next to her, picked up her cup of tea, and sat down with a calm demeanor. The messenger also sat down next to her, holding his cup of tea, his gaze occasionally falling on Lin Si, as if observing whether he would suddenly make a move.

"Miss Himeko."

The messenger took a sip of tea.

"How much do you know about this Mr. Lin Si?"

Himeko thought for a moment,

"Not many. He first met Walter, and then came to the train to anchor in the area using the train's boundaries."

"We had no prior connection."

The messenger sighed, as if to say, "Then I probably won't know much either."

Then she took another sip of tea, her tone teasing.

"Guess what he said before?"

"He said he could summon the star god!"

She paused, as if confirming the accuracy of the statement.

"And according to him, there wasn't a particularly high price to pay for summoning the Star God."

"Miss Himeko, do you think this is absurd?"

Himeko took a sip of her tea, then smiled and shook her head, her voice carrying a sense of "I can't say for sure either."

"Perhaps it really is possible?"

"After all, when he was on the Luofu Immortal Ship, he successfully summoned a gaze from the patrolling Lan."

The messenger shook his head, his voice a little louder than before, as if he were saying seriously, "How can these be compared?"

"That's too much of a coincidence!"

"Such stringent conditions are very difficult to replicate!"

Himeko smiled and shrugged, without replying.

In that space of consciousness, Lin Si was standing quietly in a vast, dimly lit area.

He looked down at the golden wheelchair he was sitting in, and then his cheekbones bobbed up and down.

He reached out and patted the armrest of the wheelchair, his voice filled with helplessness.

"So, why did you come in too?"

No one answered him.

He sighed and then pushed the wheelchair forward.

He walked for a while and then saw a huge rock quietly floating in mid-air not far ahead.

Its surface is rough, with edges bearing a mark that looks like it has been broken, and it gleams with a calm, dark luster in the dim light.

"This is the stone that the God of Heaven broke off from his shoulder back then."

He recognized it.

He pushed the wheelchair closer to take a look, as if to confirm whether it matched the shape he remembered.

The stone was split into countless pieces and scattered throughout the world.

But at this moment, it floats here intact, as if it had never been separated.

He thought about it and felt that this might be a kind of "brand".

The power has indeed been divided into countless parts, but fundamentally, this power still belongs to him.

That's why the stone was able to appear completely in his consciousness.

He reached out and touched the surface of the stone.

It feels rough yet warm to the touch, nothing special, and I can't feel any special energy or anything like that.

He withdrew his hand and continued pushing the wheelchair forward.

After walking a while longer, he saw a jigsaw puzzle piece floating on the other side.

Its edges were tinged with a soft golden halo, as if it were being gently lifted by some force.

"This was given to me by the Harmony Heavenly Lord."

He recognized it too.

He remembered that the puzzle piece had also been broken into countless pieces, scattered across the world along with the boulder and the leaves.

He reached out and touched the puzzle piece as well.

It feels smooth to the touch, as if it's enveloped by some kind of warm power, but there's still nothing particularly special about it.

He withdrew his hand and continued pushing the wheelchair forward.

Then he saw the glasses.

"Could these glasses be the power of the Pleasure Commander?"

He suddenly realized something, shook his head, and continued walking forward.

Not far ahead, a radiant cone of light, slowly rotating, floated quietly in the void.

Its surface is shimmering with countless tiny points of light, as if slowly playing a long-treasured memory, with a warm and tranquil halo around its edges.

Several words appeared on the surface of the cone, flowing slowly as it rotated, as if they were alive.

"Everyone is like a dragon."

He repeated the name softly, his gaze fixed on the shimmering patterns of light.

Then he reached out and grasped the cone of light.

In that instant, it was as if some force had torn a hole in his vision from the inside.

He was still sitting in his wheelchair, still in that space of consciousness, but he 'saw' some scenes that didn't belong to the current scene.

Those were different people using the same power.

He saw the Vah of Beloborg at that time, which was protected by golden light amidst the explosion and remained unharmed.

He saw Jepard at that time and chose to protect Beloborg with this power.

He saw Huo Huo back then and used that power to heal Tail Grandpa's injuries.

He saw Yanqing at that time and used this power to successfully swing that sword.

There are many, many more such scenarios.

He didn't know some of the people, he had never even heard of some of the places, yet he was quite familiar with some of them.

Throughout the world, people who, in that moment of despair, felt an intense desire to 'protect' and 'live' erupt within them were all using this power.

After they used this power, they willingly let their own 'wish' be taken away by this power.

After all, they had already fulfilled their wishes by then.

Looking at the countless images, Lin Si understood something.

He was somewhat surprised.

"Is that power of everyone striving to be like a dragon growing stronger and stronger with the blessing of one wish after another?"